How can I explain my love for you?
I appeal to myself, to history and science, the religious and the shaman.
Can it be measured? Weighed..
Divined by the cosmos, God.
Should I seek out the great poets and bards? All words mere shadows.
Mystical, numinous, eternal…
Should I think of it as an affliction, an ailment in need of treatment.
Impossible to quantify.
How do I explain, my love…
Not this nor that.
Miraculous, transcendent, celestial..
The essence of all creation.
What’s real can never be explained.
It only is.